This is a song about "Shit ginger hair"

I'm sick enough to steal your cat, tear out all his hair

The heart of a lion but i’m a tiger wood look in there

Your story is unwanted and twisted like pubic hair

Perfume everywhere, girls are everywhere

Striving, working nine to five with no health care

Hit man? shit man, i could look down the cross hair

The way they hit her i just stop and stare

With rain pouring down her already wet hair

They tryin to say that i don't care

Turtle dicks comb my hair

You a retarded ginger piss me off ill fuck up your shit

Like banana peels for heels, my spill is so legit

He'd rather come his hair.

And never should you tear

Nowhere, let's let that sucker stay out there

Sex attained a chilled clam, rocks are fair shuts till hair,